Tag: rants

Last week it was my birthday. I got two pairs of slippers; I think I have officially reached old age. I’m OK with that. They are nice slippers. It also happened to be half term for my sister, who is a teacher in a school with enviably long half term …

I’m aware I’ve done a lot of moaning about my son lately. I would apologise, but that is basically what this blog is for. I don’t make money out of it, it eats up the majority of my very limited spare time, it’s way more complicated than I ever anticipated, …

Around nine months ago, so my blog (which I had just started) reminds me, my son had yet to sleep through the night. He first achieved it around three months later, aged about nine months; I’ve never blogged excessively about this momentous occasion because I didn’t want to jinx it. …

Well goodbye summer… and hello autumn. With late September comes conkers, browning leaves, the smell of bonfires lingering in the air… The nights are drawing in earlier, just perfect for snuggling. Hot chocolate is mandatory and of course, there’s the ability to hide excess pounds with thick woolly jumpers. That …

I started blogging when my son was almost six months old, so (fortunately for you) there has been a distinct lack of pregnancy and birth chat. However, the past month or so you will have noticed that I’ve had a few guest posts on the subjects of pregnancy and birth …

A month has passed since this happened. It has taken me about that long to see the funny side, and to catch up on the missed sleep (that’s a joke, that won’t happen). Let me tell you a tale. It’s probably best if you’re not eating for this one. It …

I imagine many of you think that a) you’ve clicked on an old link or b) I’ve gone mad. Whilst certainly the latter is nearer to the truth, I am aware that it is only September, and the beginning bit of it at that. I am however in the full …

You can see part one of my return to work after maternity leave saga here. For those that can’t be bothered to read it, I’ll attempt an American drama series-style summary. (Please imagine this in a Hollywood Voiceover accent). I had made the decision to become a stay at home mum, however in …

At the time of me writing this, my friend (this one here who likes the telly box) was very heavily pregnant and fed up. It was 30-odd degrees out there; having had a baby on the hottest day of the year in 2015 I can understand. It isn’t fun. I thought a …

I freely admit that I have a few issues when it comes to toddler mess. I’m really more of a reading-a-book or a singing-a-song (or a ‘go entertain each other, that’s why we made two of you for God’s sake‘) mum than an arts-and-crafts mum. Stickers stuck in the wrong place …